AUTHOR’S POVTime was of the essence for Niguez and Alina knew well she tried all possible means to get the money for the medication and surgery.She tried going to her workplace to ask for an advance but it didn't work as well as she thought.Alina could not blame her boss for refusing to give her the money as an advance anyone would refuse to give a staff that large amount of money.With each passing time all Alina could think of was the pain her son must be feeling and each time she thought about it she broke.After the day's work she managed to raise a thousand dollars from her savings and all. She headed straight to the hospital to check on her son.As she was alighting from the cab her phone rang and it was the doctor,“Hello ma’am, I called to speak with you about Niguez, will you be coming to the hospital today?”Fear gripped Alina's heart she was to scared to think or talk all she could mutter was “Yes”The doctor hung up and Alina rushed to the elevator with different kinds

Trent's POV I walk down the hallway, taking a right turn towards the visitor's room. I think I saw a coffee vending machine there. I hate hospitals. The smell, the white walls, everything about it. It leaves an ugly taste in my mouth and brings back unpleasant memories, a past I want to forget. I've avoided hospitals for most of my adult years except important occasions like supporting Alina. I grab a plastic cup and fill it. I bring the cup to my lips, take a sip and spew it back into the cup. Hospitals can't even get coffee right. I wipe my mouth and sit on their uncomfortable chair, setting the cup beside me. My mind starts to drift back to the ward. Alina's eyes locked in mine. I saw something in her eyes. I saw fear with an hint of desire? Want? Need? My phone starts to vibrate in my pocket bringing my mind back to reality. I pull it out of my pocket and decline the call. It rings again and I turn it off. I wish the woman would leave me alone. I don't know how she found out w

Alina's POVI hurried Vanessa inside and headed off to find Niguez. Goodness knew what he was up to now. Not that I didn't trust him, but I wouldn't want him to turn my friend's house into a circus.I was about to head into the room when I looked back at Vanessa.She stared at me, giving me a weird look, then shook her head with a small smile.“What?” I asked, cocking back my head with a frown.“Nothing,” came her default reply.Why did she look like she was desperately trying to hide a smirk?“Good,” I said, refusing to dwell on it.“If I didn't know better, I would think that you didn't want me near Trent,” she called after me.God, no... She wasn't going to bring this up.I felt grateful that Trent's car had already pulled out of the lawn and he was probably halfway back to his house by now.I looked back at her and sighed. The truth was, I didn't even know why I did that in the first place.It just came naturally, I guess... And I wasn't even going to think of the implications beh

ALINA'S POVI woke up... Or rather, the noise of incoming messages as they dropped into my phone woke me up the next morning.“Urgh..” I muttered slightly annoyed.Like who the hell would text someone this early in the morning?Someone who didn't bother sleeping last night obviously. And why the hell didn't I put the damn phone on silent anyway?Just my luck. Somehow I didn't even have to wait for nature to wake me up. There was already someone waiting patiently to do it.Then I reminded myself that Niguez had to go to school and I had to be awake early to get him ready.We slept over at Vanessa's so I still had to get back home and clean up a bit myself before going to work. So, maybe this was a not so bad idea to begin with.I groaned as I rolled to the side and pulled down my phone from the headrest to see who was texting me.I stiffened as a name appeared on the screen the moment I swiped open the phone.Trent —There were five unread messages from him.What happened? I thought, f

TRENT'S POV“Clarence,” I said in greeting the moment he picked up.“Yes, sir?” His voice replied.I imagined he was really surprised that I would be calling him this early in the morning. I didn't usually call him at all unless there was an emergency.And recently, I avoided it altogether, especially when I was at the company myself. Anyone could easily overhear us, and with the kind of respect Clarence was obliged to regard me with, anyone with brains could easily put one and two together.I imagined how it would look.The CEO disappears from the earth for months on a never-ending trip to goodness knows where, and around the same time, a young worker named Trent, whom the manager himself regards with respect, is employed.I had no doubt that the story would make the headlines, and a lot of investors would be forced to pull out, seeing that I was making a fool out of them.“Are you at the company?” came Clarence's voice. “Did you finally get whatever you were looking for and finally